She
by Denise
She fell from the sky on a gloomy dark day. The most beautiful girl I've seen in dismay. I basked in her beauty. Morbid and dark. carotid and rotting. Imperfect art. A symbol of hope and a portrait of pain. I knew that my life would never be the same. The blossoms grew bloody. The air embraced cold. My heart was then mended by what was behold. Demon of darkness. Goddess of light. I wish to hold on for the rest of my life, but its all hopeless now. Im fading away. try to hold on, but fate has made it this way. I'll love you forever my morbid pain beauty. Im never good enough for you or nobody.